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Persephone glanced at Seamus, who was still wrapped in bandages.

"Go back to rest. You are still injured and can't stand for too long," she softly said.

Seamus gazed into the distance and remained silent for a moment before smiling faintly.

"Miss, am I useless?"

"What are you saying?!"

"I can't even protect you..."

A sense of guilt crawled over Persephone's heart like ivy on a wall.

"Don't be like this." She looked at him. "If not for you this time, I wouldn't know what terrible things might have happened... Seamus, thankfully, you're by my side."

"Really?" Seamus turned around.

Perhaps due to the lighting, Persephone had the feeling that Seamus looked even gloomier, like thick dark clouds on the horizon. There was an indescribable sense of oppression.

had to choose between me and Morpheus,

was taken aback, her hands

the wrong thing again." Seamus forced a smile. "Morpheus is the one you like, and I, to put it nicely, am your bodyguard. Bluntly

"Seamus!"

galloped around the track with her. She had been terrified, screaming, and it was Seamus who had risked himself to stop

had said they, as professionals, wouldn't dare to use that method to save someone. And Seamus, at that time, was just a teenage boy. He could have easily lost his life to the horse's hooves, yet he

everything I do is for you." His voice was hoarse. "Don't

slightly. "Focus on healing first. Right now, your health is

arranging to meet

dressed up before arriving on time. As he entered a dark corner of the bar, there was only

half a cup of lukewarm

him but immediately stood up, afraid

back down with

of Wynn's face made Seamus nauseous, he had